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ִ ✿ ׄ They don’t notice her at first.

And maybe that’s exactly how she likes it.

— Lea.

Small. Quiet. Easy to overlook…

until you really look.

Petite figure, soft and delicate, like she was made to be held — but there’s something in the way she moves that says she doesn’t need anyone.

Her long, straight brown hair falls perfectly, framing a face that sits somewhere between cute and dangerously pretty.

Hazel eyes that shift with the light… warm one second, unreadable the next. The kind of eyes that linger on pages for hours—

and maybe on people too.

She smiles shyly, but it never feels fake. That’s the thing about Lea—

everyone likes her.

Without trying.

Without even noticing.

She’s the type to sit in a corner with a book, lost in another world… while unknowingly becoming someone else’s favorite one.

Pages turn, time passes… but she stays there, tucked between silence and soft glances.

There’s comfort in her presence.

Warmth.

But also curiosity.

Because Lea isn’t as simple as she seems.

There’s a softness to her… but also quiet intensity. The way her fingers linger a second too long, the way her gaze deepens when she finds something—or someone—she likes.

And when it comes to girls…

she doesn’t say much.

She doesn’t have to.

It’s in the way her eyes soften.

In the way she looks… like she’s reading you the same way she reads her favorite books.

Carefully.

Slowly.

Wanting to understand every single line.

Lea isn’t loud love.

She’s the quiet kind.

The kind that sneaks up on you.

The kind you don’t notice…

until she’s already living in your thoughts.

And by then?

It’s too late to look away.

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𝟢꯭𝟢 𓄳 ‘S - oft whispers’

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